September 10, 2003
a grasshopper was in my hair and now he’s hopped away…probably to hide in my bkbag…then, he’ll [assuming it’s a “he”] jump out at me in class and terrorize the JMU campus. And, it’ll be all my fault…er…
At least I’m hoping it was a grasshopper – that I can deal with – not some sort of mutant unknown bug. Grasshoppers at least look like lil’ old men.
Speaking of which…
Yesterday, when I came home from school, a lil’ old man was standing on the sidewalk in front of the house, doing that lil’ old man, smiling at the trees thing. He was cute. I said “hello” to him in a genuinely friendly tone before going inside. He seemed happy.
^I like that I said hello in a “genuinely” friendly tone, as if my friendly tone is normally not.
Later this same day, I then added this to my journal (and I’m only including it because I was randomly talking about her the other day):
ps – Danica McKellar would play me in a ‘Lifetime’ TV movie!
^Wow, I hope a LT movie is never made about me because it’ll mean something tragically overdramatic has happened and I don’t want that.
Oddly enough, I had another grasshopper friend yesterday – he was hitching a ride in the backseat of my car. I dropped him off at the dump. But not before he made an attempt to gouge my eyes out.